Wednesday, 20 May 2015

Time is running like a giggling child. It will not wait for you. You have to adjust with it rather.It is so precious. You can not count it in dollars. It is everything what we have.I am really serious about it. But sometime, I also kill time in unproductive work.I think man by nature destroys time in fruitless work.May be it is human psychology.

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